Ten minutes had passed and I still hadn’t said anything, and Pullman was getting incredibly frustrated making me smile. I was I looked down at the ground, before leaning forward and spitting blood out onto Pullman’s boots. “You’re not getting anything from me, haven’t you realised that by now?” I muttered out and he heard me growling angrily. Sending me one last blow, I winced but tried to listen carefully as he turned to Kip.
“Take him back to the cells. No food, no water. Nothing. I want him begging for his life. We’re going to break him. Do whatever you want, I don’t care, but don’t kill him.” He said angrily. “I want him back tomorrow morning, if he doesn’t say anything then I’m done, kill him any way you like.” 
Kip’s eyes glistened for a moment before he turned to me and smiled wickedly. 
“Yes, Sir.”